|
myOtaku.com
• Join Today!
My Pages
• Home
• Portfolio
• Guestbook
• Quiz Results
Vitals
Birthday
• 1986-09-08
Gender
•
Male
Location
• Atop a cliff overlooking the sea
Member Since
• 2004-10-10
Occupation
• Dreamer//Tea Drinker//Graphic Designer
Real Name
• Joshua
Personal
Achievements
• Made you smile
Anime Fan Since
• I was a young lad
Favorite Anime
• Beck, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Love Hina, Nana
Goals
• Find my paradise
Hobbies
• Drinking on my kit, Drumming pictures, Drawing tea
Talents
• Drumming, Making food disappear, Making myself disappear
|
|
|
Friday, February 25, 2005
I need an alarm clock that stabs me..
..seriously.
I was SUPPOSED to wake up around 9:30am-ish so that I could see Pixie at lunch time with enough time to take a shower and look pretty. Yeah, that's right, I said it. I like to look good, okay?! Anyway, back to my loser story. Although I actually slept at 6:00am, I managed to wake up at 9:30am, just like I was supposed to. I got out of bed, stretched and took a shower. By the time I was done it was 10:00am. I thought, "Hmm, I've got an hour and a half before her lunchtime. I'll just watch a bit of TV." So I hopped into bed, turned on the tele and died into a five hour sleep. FIVE HOURS! I'm soo stupid. So very friggin' stupid. I could've seen her yesterday but nooooo, I have to be a dork and stay up until 6:00am so I'm too tired to get outta fucking bed! ARGH! I somewhat hate myself for doing so but I deserve it. I mean c'mon, 6:00 in the morning. How smart was that? *sigh* I'm going to try again today. (And this time, I'm setting up three alarm clocks, dammit!)
Other than that, my day went pretty well. No crazy girl contact is a good start, right? I also did a bit of drumming AND my mommy cooked me some seafood fried rice. It was so yummy. The best part was that there was alot of it so I didn't have to portion it for the rest of the family. I practically inhaled bowl after bowl of it. I almost stopped breathing. *drools* Soooo good!
Speaking of breathing, today I will take part in some ultimate jammage with the band boys again. If I do this every week for a year, my arms will either be really strong or they'll just fall off. And I don't mean from drumming. Dragging my friggin' kit from my room to the first floor of my house, from my first floor to my van, from my van to Mr. Guitarist's first floor and lastly from his first floor to his basement ALONE is a complete workout. THEN, I have to do it in reverse when we're done. (By the way, I have obviously considered jammage at my place but there's no room and we get rowdy. So yeah.)
Oh shit. It's 4:00 in the morning again. Before I go, look at this:
Isn't that the most adorable cup of cup of hot chocolate you've ever seen?! I love hot beverages even more now. Double Awwww.
Cheers everyone. Happy Friday.
- nine -
Comments
(5)
« Home |
|
